I was in the army last century, stuck with drab duty and endless amounts of time in which to imagine. I was supposed to go to another country where I would be afforded the opportunity to kill people. This was not a task I was looking forward to.
One night I fell into a conversation with an egghead, and he asked me if I have ever read Lao Tse. I replied no and asked him what it was. He said it was...The Way.
Actually, I had come across the concept of The Way in the course of my martial arts study. I had read of the concept, talked it over with fellow students, and dealt with it in light manner. Oddly, though I had been involved in the martial arts for a couple of years, I had no idea that there was a book written expressly about The Way.
I found a copy of the book and began to peruse it. I poured over the passages, translated the ancient Chinese concepts into modern English as best I was able. I was to find that the mere reading of the book, which is actually a short, little tome, was a journey in itself.
There is no high without low, there is no front without back, translated into the most marvelous dichotomy. Oddly, I found that these concepts, high and low, front and back, were usable in freestyle. Indeed, as the years passed I was to find that the mere conjecturing of these concepts in thought, even in the middle of chaotic freestyle, brought order and advantage of a sizable nature.
My favorite passage, Do nothing until nothing is left undone, positively enlightened me. I would trade the passage of years for the chance to implement this strategy. Eventually, the forms done ten thousand times, I would start to understand, and my art would actually engage in the effortless principles that make up the True Art.
Not every time would I be able to make the concepts of The Way function, but the contest was in The Way, and this contest brought me out of the box, undid the normal way of thinking, and enabled me to actually be a seeker in action, and the whims of my youthful desire began to manifest. Age became a relaxation, and emotions became a joy, and still The Way guides me. My form manipulates to the tune of this ancient rhyme, and another world calls to me.
A perfect world, where the realization that The Way is merely the unceasing time before me has opened up before me. A world where those obsessed with such things as political intrigue and the power of the dollar fall sick by the wayside and envy me my youth and good health. A world where human beings exist, outside the range of transgressions and judgment, this is The Way that has opened up and accepted me. - 30300
One night I fell into a conversation with an egghead, and he asked me if I have ever read Lao Tse. I replied no and asked him what it was. He said it was...The Way.
Actually, I had come across the concept of The Way in the course of my martial arts study. I had read of the concept, talked it over with fellow students, and dealt with it in light manner. Oddly, though I had been involved in the martial arts for a couple of years, I had no idea that there was a book written expressly about The Way.
I found a copy of the book and began to peruse it. I poured over the passages, translated the ancient Chinese concepts into modern English as best I was able. I was to find that the mere reading of the book, which is actually a short, little tome, was a journey in itself.
There is no high without low, there is no front without back, translated into the most marvelous dichotomy. Oddly, I found that these concepts, high and low, front and back, were usable in freestyle. Indeed, as the years passed I was to find that the mere conjecturing of these concepts in thought, even in the middle of chaotic freestyle, brought order and advantage of a sizable nature.
My favorite passage, Do nothing until nothing is left undone, positively enlightened me. I would trade the passage of years for the chance to implement this strategy. Eventually, the forms done ten thousand times, I would start to understand, and my art would actually engage in the effortless principles that make up the True Art.
Not every time would I be able to make the concepts of The Way function, but the contest was in The Way, and this contest brought me out of the box, undid the normal way of thinking, and enabled me to actually be a seeker in action, and the whims of my youthful desire began to manifest. Age became a relaxation, and emotions became a joy, and still The Way guides me. My form manipulates to the tune of this ancient rhyme, and another world calls to me.
A perfect world, where the realization that The Way is merely the unceasing time before me has opened up before me. A world where those obsessed with such things as political intrigue and the power of the dollar fall sick by the wayside and envy me my youth and good health. A world where human beings exist, outside the range of transgressions and judgment, this is The Way that has opened up and accepted me. - 30300
About the Author:
Al Case has researched a variety of martial arts for 40 years. A writer for the martial arts magazines, he is the founder of Matrixing Technology, which technology results in the installation of logic in The Way. You can pickup his free ebook on Matrixing at Monster Martial Arts.